The two female men were powerful, shocking the audience, the tribal society of male superiority and female inferiority, could not understand this, because it was those few muddy balls, they returned to their seats, lowered their eyebrows and pleasing their eyes, and did not dare to say a word in the scene, the status and importance of Chu Chu and Jiaojiao, in the hearts of several princes, soared! Maybe they felt that the world of the divine master was that women were inferior to men. ∝The song and dance were immediately withdrawn, and a team of people came in, holding jewelry and jade, superb ornaments, pets and cute play, dedicated to them, the two women smiled, picking, and consulting each other, everyone was depressed, "Don't worry about the brainless girls, brothers! Drink, drink", I am almost not a person inside and out, and the leading brother is really not a person.

There is a mountain outside the royal city, which is not very steep, but the scenery is beautiful, and in a valley in the middle of the mountain, let the hill build some houses as a place to stay. After so many things, I finally settled down, although there is no spiritual power here, but everyone still meditates and practices regularly, in the past, it was practice, focusing on the exercises, and improving the mana, now it is to polish the state of mind, and the cultivation is the perception and understanding of the Tao. When we have nothing to do, we go around the tribe and see the world, and the people of the tribe who rise and set at sunrise are no different from monks, except that we may be satisfied with each other, contented and happy because they have received more food, have an extra little livestock, or simply because they are not sick or sick. And we, thinking too much, ** endlessly, and forgetting what the purpose of cultivation is, the ants that die day and night, and the immortal gods who live forever. Actually, it's no different. Life is the dynasty. Death is the night, and the inheritance in the middle is practiced as the Tao.

We are not in vain by the tribal tribute, Lu Shida and Zhao Meng have learned to refine weapons, instructed the tribe's refining workshop, and used the immortal method to refine mortal soldiers, the effect is steel and steel, both the quality and output have been greatly improved, and the tribe's combat power has increased greatly. Half a year later, the sphere of influence expanded by a small half, and he exchanged weapons with other tribes to obtain a large amount of wealth. And our group, after cleaning up the main water source of the tribe, the giant crocodile group in Yunmengze, the prestige reached its peak.

My favorite place to go is still the important place in the palace where the classics are collected, and I slowly read the animal skin books and the most primitive bone inscriptions inside, trying to find out the secrets of this world. Is it a separate space, or is it a huge barrier? What kind of power is it that cuts off the spiritual power and suppresses the monks with mana. The records of the animal skin book are intermittent, there are many exaggerated leisure, big fart tribal battles, and they are also written earth-shattering, and the scene is directly in line with the sect war in the cultivation realm, and the pictorial bone inscription surprised me, a few strokes, as if showing the starry sky, giant beasts, gods, suppression, and then falling, turning into mountains, rivers and mountains, and then all beings appear. What is this a metaphor for the formation of this world? And in all the events of the tribe, there is a figure that always flashes: the totem shaman. On a very old animal skin, a priest from a long time ago left a sentence: "There is a heavenly opportunity here, and the totem shaman is the key to it, but don't wake it up."

The totem shaman lives in a five-story tower in the city, and never goes out except for the annual sacrifice, which is mysterious. And the generation of the totem shaman is more mysterious, a year before the death of the old shaman, he will let the royal family find a spirit boy according to the instructions, send it into the tower, and inherit his position, if the shaman is dying without instructions, then the tribe is finished, after the death of the shaman, the tribal natural disasters ** continue one after another, until the clan is wiped out or dissolved by other tribes. The number of floors of the tower reflects the level of a tribal totem shaman, with five floors for the small clan, seven floors for the middle clan, and nine floors for the large clan. The higher the level, the stronger the ability to protect the tribe, this ability to shelter, mainly reflected in, so that the tribe is in good weather, the six animals are prosperous, and the early warning of natural disasters, but never participate in the power struggle within the tribe, except when the tribe is about to perish, never participate in the war, is a kind of detachment of existence, the spiritual pillar of the tribe.

The tower is very ordinary, there are a lot of messy patterns on the wooden tower, and the totem of the mound is also very ordinary, a small hill, surrounded by a few clouds engraved on the tower door, but when you see it, it makes the "Lianshan Jue" run on its own: the clouds come out of the mountain, endlessly. I felt that the mana was instantly restored and disappeared in an instant, there was no wind, but the wind chimes on the tower shook wildly, the royal city was in chaos, all the people knelt on the ground and prayed, Qiu Zhen came quickly with the core members of the royal family, and all of them knelt down with pale faces, as if they were ready to receive some instructions, but after a while, the wind chimes did not move, as if nothing happened, and everyone in the royal family finally left with a heavy heart. Afterwards, I learned from Qiu Jie that no matter how strong the wind is, the wind chimes will not ring, and only when the priest has a decree, the wind chimes will ring, and the current totem shaman is still young, and it is not the season of sacrifice, and the wind chimes sound and there is no law, which makes the royal family very frightened.

The 100-meter range of the tower is a forbidden place, with a circle of black stones inlaid on the ground to warn, anyone who trespasses will die inexplicably within a day, before figuring it out, rather believe that it exists, not believe that it is not, return to the residence, the situation depends on the people, let them be careful, do not interfere too much in the affairs of this place, as a bystander may have unexpected gains, when I showed them the picture on the bone inscription, Ling Hujiao was stunned, "I have seen this picture", everyone was also stunned, how is it possible," I also saw it inadvertently in the Demon Gate Scripture Pavilion, in a pile of worn animal skins, called the Demon Ancestor Birth Diagram, without any explanation and function", things are complicated.

Autumn harvest, winter storage, when the first snow comes, the wind chimes on the tower ring again, the whole tribe is preparing for a big event, build a platform to sacrifice, the tribe's sacrifice has no fixed location, every year according to the instructions of the totem priest, quite a labor and loss of money, but no one dares to complain, this year's location is on the shore of Yunmengze, the altar is not very grand, five stories high, earth and stone as the base, very simple, but after the construction, kill the livestock and beasts, dye the surface of the altar with blood, snow white and blood red, shocking. The altar was empty, no flags were planted, no patterns were depicted, and sacrifices were placed, which was extremely simple.

When the blood dyed the earth and stone at the back of the altar red, the wind chimes on the tower rang wildly, the tower door opened automatically, and a figure in a black robe appeared in the doorway, thin and weak, unable to distinguish between old and young, only showing empty eyes, holding an animal skin package in both hands. Eight warriors carried a crystal altar, laid it flat in front of the priest, asked him to wrap the animal skin on the altar, and then lifted it smoothly, and came to the chariot of eight deer horses, and the shaman stepped on the royal family members who were prostrate on the ground, and walked on the chariot, and the other royal family members followed the chariot to the altar, and no one spoke during the whole process, solemn and solemn.

Coming to the altar, the eight warriors carried the crystal offering table to the altar, placed it in the middle, and then knelt at the four corners, the totem priest stood up, the snow suddenly stopped, and the chosen people, very excited, prostrate on the ground, with their bodies connected to the channel, to the top of the altar, and the totem priest is like a sleepwalker, do not need to be helped, step on the humane, straight to the top of the altar, the four sides are silent, a strange and powerful aura pervades. (To be continued......)